Chapter 29
ZACK
My entire body is burning with the relief from one of the best orgasms I have ever had, as my best friend takes his time lapping at my cock until it’s completely clean.
He doesn’t seem to care about almost waterboarding himself, as he licks up my release and the remnants of his.
No, the only thing he cares about is my cock, that is still half-hard beneath his tongue, despite just coming harder than I ever have in my life.
When he makes his way back up my body, my chest is still heaving from the effects of what he just did to me, and all I can do is stare at him in blissed-out pleasure and confusion.
What the hell did we just do, and why do I want it to happen again?
As if reading my mind, he smirks, that same insufferable smirk I’ve been dealing with since the day I met him, only this time it cracks through the invisible resolve I’ve been hiding behind.
I can’t stop myself from leaning forward and kissing him, an undeniable force driving me toward him, as I skim my mouth against his.
I can taste a whisper of both of our releases, and it fills me with a thirst so vast that I know this thing with us is only just getting started.
A moan is dragged from the back of his throat as my lips continue to skim his, denying him of what I can now see he so clearly needs.
“Kiss me,” he demands, his voice still so urgent that if I weren’t lying back against these rocks, it would cause my knees to buckle.
Though in true Max fashion he doesn’t wait for me to respond, doesn’t even give me a chance to act, just steals my mouth as his own with a searing and claiming kiss.
It isn’t fast or rough like it was before, no, now he takes his time exploring my mouth, and every slow, languid swipe of his tongue against mine undoes me even more.
I’m not sure how long we stay like that, lost in one another, but it’s long enough for me to once again be discovered in this cave doing something stupid.
“Damn this place really is the hot spot,” Jace drawls, pulling our attention in the direction of the entrance, and I groan in the back of my throat.
I can’t believe this little fucker is finding me in a compromising position here once again.
Riley at least has the decency to avert her gaze, her cheeks almost as red as her hair, as she looks anywhere but at us, but of course her boyfriend doesn’t grant us the same courtesy. Not that Max seems to care, he doesn’t even lift himself off me, just shrugs with that same damn sinful smirk.
“Don’t you have a kid to look after,” I reply firmly, but even I can hear the lust dripping from my tone.
Jace only shakes his head, that shit-eating grin still in place.
“Nah, he begged your mom to go down to the beach with the girls, so Red and I were gonna take advantage of our alone time, but I can see you beat us to it. You really like this cave, don’t you, Royton?
” He wiggles his eyes with his question, glancing down to our cocks on display like he hasn’t got a care in the world.
“Alright, Conrad, get the fuck out of here,” Max replies with a laugh. “We’re kind of in the middle of something here.”
Jace cocks his head to the side now, more than enjoying my torment. “Really? Because it looks to me like you’re both done.”
Max shifts, subtly angling himself so we’re no longer on display as he responds, “Ah yes, forgot about your wealth of experience.” I use his distraction to tuck myself away, and then for some reason, find myself doing the same for him.
“Now how about you remember what my skill set is,” Max adds in warning, making Jace hold up his hands in defense.
“Okay relax,” he drawls, turning back to Riley. “Looks like we’ll have to go find somewhere else to fuck, Red, let’s go.”
If possible, Riley blushes even harder, but is quick to let him drag her away and back out of the cave, so I can finally relax.
“He’s such a little shit,” Max groans, shaking his head, before bringing his stare back to me. “You okay?” he asks, his tone more serious this time, and I nod without even thinking.
But am I okay?
I mean, yes, of course I am, I just had an amazing orgasm that I am still riding the high of, but it came from my best friend.
Yet instead of feeling wrong, or weird, it feels normal, just like it did with Lily, despite my denials, and I’m not sure if that’s a good thing or a bad thing.
He’s my best friend, she’s my sister, but could they be more?
Could we take those titles and change them completely?
And what would being with them even look like? What would everyone even say?
Question after question goes to war in my mind, and from the way Max is looking at me I can tell he is seeing every single one of them written across my face.
He knows me better than anyone in the world, and I guess now I know why, but it doesn’t make it any less strange.
Sure, I can accept the fact that I’m not straight like I thought I was, a fact my family would accept too, but would they accept that the people I want are a little too close for comfort?
“Come on, let’s go and get dried off and we can talk,” he says gently, finally lifting himself from on top of me and sliding back down into the water.
I try not to miss the weight of him pressed against me, try not to watch the way his muscles flex as he moves, the lust and playfulness no longer present in his stare.
Still, I follow him out of the cave and back through the main pool, so we can grab our towels and head back through the house until we reach Lily’s room.
Images of what we did here last night flash to the front of my mind, and I ignore the heat that floods my veins at the thought of it.
Max dumps his stuff on the chair in the corner, and moves until he is leaning back against the dresser, watching me carefully. When I still don’t say anything he arches an eyebrow at me. “Come on then, Royton, tell me where we’re at?”
I frown a little at his words, panicking somewhat at how easily he just wants to talk this out. “Excuse me?” I ask, trying to buy myself more time, but all he does is continue watching me with a smirk.
“From being completely fine and relaxed, to a typical Zack unnecessary meltdown, where are we falling on the scale right now?” I grind my jaw at his question, cursing him for how well he knows me, while also trying to figure out how to answer him.
“I’m not having a meltdown,” I grunt, unsure whether he will buy that or not, but he remains quiet, more than comfortable to wait for me to continue.
“I mean, yeah, is it a little weird that my best friend just had his mouth wrapped round my cock, sure, but no weirder than the fact I’ve taken my sister to bed twice.
” I rush the words out in irritation, swiping my hands down my face as I will my heart rate to calm the fuck down, but it’s no use.
“Do either of those things bother you?” His question has my stare snapping back to him, finding him watching me earnestly, almost like he’s desperate for the answer.
Without thinking, I cross the room until I am standing right in front of him, barely enough room to fit a quarter between us.
“Not as much as they probably should,” I tell him truthfully, knowing that despite how fucked up this situation seems between us all, I still don’t want it to end, with either of them.
“I don’t care what it means for my sexuality, I care because it’s you, it’s Lily, it’s all three of us,” I sigh, not sure if I have the ability to put my feelings into words, but of course my best friend understands me perfectly.
“Yeah, join the fucking club,” he huffs, reaching out and gently pushing my hair back, before his hand slides down and cradles my jaw.
“It’s pretty fucking annoying to want to fuck both my best friend and his sister.
” I know he’s aiming to lighten the mood, but I’m still too focused on the dynamic here.
“But you love her, right?” I ask firmly, and his eyes turn serious, before he responds instantly without even thinking.
“Yes, of course I love her, but,” he cuts himself off before he can say anymore, as if he were about to say something he’d regret.
“But what?” My question is more of a demand this time, but knowing him as well as I do, I can see the wheels turning in his head before he answers. Like he’s picking his words carefully.
“But I knew what I was getting into when I went after her,” he replies simply, still measuring his words.
“I always knew part of her heart would always belong to you.” His eyes remain firm on mine as he talks, and I think it’s the most sincere he has ever been with me, but still I can’t help but feel like he’s hiding something.
“And what about us?” I know I don’t have to specify that I’m talking about him and I, not me and Lily, that’s a separate issue right now.
Clearly I know Lily and I have our own issues to discuss about what has happened between us, but she’s not here right now, he is.
“What do you want me to say?” Max sighs, looking as if he suddenly wants an out from this conversation, but I’m not letting up.
“The truth would probably be a good start.” My words come out a little harsher than intended, but I can’t help but feel as if the two of them have been keeping this secret from me.
One I never saw coming and am now expected to just be on board with, when they have clearly both had time to discuss it amongst themselves. I need to know what is happening here.
“And you’re so sure you can handle it?” he snaps back in question, making me pause, but really how much worse can things get?
We’re already all way in over our heads.
“I think it’s a bit late to start worrying about that, Max, don’t you?” My stare bores into his, pleading with him to just put all his cards on the table and have no more lies between us. Not after everything that has already transpired. No, it’s too late to go back now.